Luyện nghe bài hát Queens Finest

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, it out
know, niggaz know where we comin from
And it's go down like this..

Yo, I gots no name, I pain, people'll cry
My vary at the murder scenes, homocide bag me
Try to me back to my leader
I put niggaz in to pine boxes way up under the stairs
Niggaz use red dots, make me they path
I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten thou'
I'm metamorphic, I'm forced to
Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me
I get when I seperate my shell
the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve
They jam right? But I still get and heard
I hit niggaz legs for fame, my through, shit in the game
I leave a red whenever I'm sprayin
I'm as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G
Enough'll you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Algado &
Yo car -- top down, on point -- real route
Set it off -- thug it out, a heist -- peel out
Fingerprints -- none, black mask -- no face
Cash -- no sweat, Jakes come -- no trace

Aiyyo fuck niggaz let's ride on these niggaz
It's so simple Dunn I'm down and fuck around
Comb the hood, in two black
Lookin for this nigga so we can him
Parked in front of his for like two hours
Been around the corner for a few
Came back, there he go, go, that nigga ours
out the truck, went right at the coward
The gun showers, on these niggaz they frontin
He didn't saw it comin..
back up in the trucks, light the tree back up
I that Dunn, havin to deal, with these fake niggaz
and bitches, give me that Dutch, it's never enough
O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)
It's never enough, O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

Whaaaat? Can I rap, can I
We keep it under, no rotunda, the fully thunder
Mad traffic, and I buddy whack it
Put name on the affadavit
just to save it, the project ghetto
Laundry mat trap, the and the rat
Bill of the ghetto, respect my name
Tecs and 'caine, the rains nearly the lane
Ridiculous, how my shit spit, fake
Non-religious, Christians won't pay
for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk
Ice fuckin full of skunk, double barrel of
Kick like priests, I'm a golden boy
I got a new whip, and it's stolen boy
Fiends love me, they see I'm still holdin
(Queens Finest, yeah yeah, Queens Finest, yeah)

Watch me flow, a like me all about dough
your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
You we Range Rov', come through, tinted lay low
But most of these niggaz show 'til ya blow
Don't, wanna through Queens, if shorty act stank
Be like, "Mami you meet me halfway?"
Shook cause the crooked side done a long trip
Niggaz on runnin the gauntlet, fuck with
that heartless, picture me, you carcas
CNN Mobb shit, let us start to plot shit
Chill Dunn I got this, better from what I spit
Hail what the God kick, bow to what this live
Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when they
Like it's hard to find fuckin crib
I be up in the cut, in the bushes, up
last from you took it, you hit? Now I'm good kid

[Algado &
Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click us..
Yeah yeah.. Finest.. lefrak.. Queens Finest.. and Q.B.
Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Finest.. and all over..